“Alright, guys, I’m off. Wish me luck!” My car was already parked in front of the house with the engine running. As I was about to get into the car, “Wait! You want to go alone?” Sophie came rushing down the stairs to the road, already dressed a bit more formally than she usually did. She was even wearing a bit more makeup than was usual for her. I looked at the rest of the girls that were standing at the stairs to wish me luck and they both winked at me. It was their work.
“And you might need a chauffeur.” Charles pushed me away and got in the driver’s seat.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I looked at him, not letting him close the door.
“I don’t drive like a pig with girls in the backseat. So you sit in the front, I don’t want to be the third wheel in this car. Or should we get Re
